Monster Hunting High School

Campus, lawn, under trees.

After exhaling the long turbid breath, Zheng Qing cupped his fists and gathered his posture.

The rising sun seems to be aware of it, and it jumps out of the horizon and into the sky at this moment.

Zheng Qing took a long breath at the right moment, and the first ray of colorful clouds that covered his body in the morning sun turned into a ray of sunlight and disappeared into his mouth.

"Drink the sun in the morning, dine with the sunset in the evening, and breathe in the moonlight at the third watch." Xiao Xiao shook his head and chanted.

Zheng Qing came back to his senses, and the students around him were either overjoyed or dejected, with different expressions.

"What?" he asked curiously.

"It's just that we haven't absorbed the sunshine." Xiao Xiao seemed to have been sitting quietly on the boulder. Hearing this, he felt a little emotional: "We are doing our daily homework, but not every day's homework is effective. We are all doing it together. It’s hard to do your homework early, but how many people are able to step out in the end.”

Zheng Qing seemed to understand but he didn't bother to understand.

Poseidon was playing tricks on him while he was gnashing his teeth, trying to figure out how to crush this little thing to death.

In the distance, Fatty Xin stood outside the playground, holding a large bag of breakfast in his hand and shouting at them.

Zheng Qing rubbed his belly and looked at the big paper bag with a grateful expression.

…

The Charms classroom is located in 601 East of the Main Building.

Because it was the first class, several people rushed to the classroom early.

There are not many students in the classroom, they all gather together in twos and threes.

Some people were wearing heavy vision aids, carefully turning the glass ball in their hands, and carefully observing the distorted light inside; some people were leaning on the table, lazily turning their Dharma books, letting the Dharma books emit rays of light, and reflected on them. A gorgeous scene intertwined around them; there were also people sitting in meditation with their eyes closed as if no one else was around, with two white lines coming out of their nostrils.

Everyone seems to be busy doing their own thing.

Zheng Qing stopped briefly at the door.

This classroom looks like a huge study room.

There is no ceiling on the roof, replaced by a deep starry sky.

Several white light balls the size of goose eggs swayed in this small star space, scattering a faint soft light.

Directly in front of the classroom is a dark green blackboard, with a few simple little people drawn in colorful chalks happily doing somersaults on the blackboard. The chalk dust falling behind them formed a string of 'welcome' cursive characters.

A group of elves in gray overalls lined up neatly, sitting on the edge of the blackboard, looking at the messy classroom with a smile.

In front of the blackboard is a podium about half a foot high.

There is a maroon lecture table in the corner of the podium, with a box of chalk and several booklets neatly stacked on the table.

On the back wall of the classroom facing the blackboard, a huge beige bookcase occupies an entire wall. The bookcase is packed with books of varying thickness and thickness. There are also many earth models of different sizes placed in the display window near the corner.

On the left side of the classroom is a neat row of test benches. The silver-white benchtops are so shiny that they make people dizzy. Next to the wall is a row of clean test tubes and other experimental equipment.

On the right side of the classroom are two huge floor-to-ceiling windows, with silver-gray curtains neatly tied around the windows. Through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the sparkling Linzhong Lake in the distance.

The entire classroom is decorated in soft colors and does not appear cluttered.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

A feeble voice sounded behind Zheng Qing, startling him.

Turning his head, he found that the person speaking was a simple drawing.

This painting must have been hanging behind the door for a long time. The white paper has turned yellow, and the thumbtacks fastened to the four corners of the paper are even rusty.

The drawing paper was empty except for a small figure sketched with a pencil.

The oval-shaped head of the villain is not completely closed, and the thread that was written is simply extended for a while, acting as a hair on the head. There were three or five sparse hair hanging beside him, as if a small breeze could help him shave his head.

The eyes are two circles of different sizes, the nose is a triangle, and the mouth is the most vividly drawn, but it is just a graceful curve.

Perhaps the artist's patience ran out after painting the head.

The figure's body is drawn extremely crudely.

An oval not much larger than the head serves as the body, and four slender lines drawn from the oval are the limbs of the villain.

The artist even lazily added a few more strokes to the lines to give the villain a complete set of hands and feet.

In the lower right corner of the entire drawing is a signature 'MAY'.

Maybe? May?

Zheng Qing is unknown.

But he knew that the little man didn't look happy.

Seeing someone turning around, the villain waved his arm in a line and shouted:

"Excuse me! Someone help me put on a hat! It's winter soon, it's so cold with my bare head!"

Xiao Xiao held down Zheng Qing's action of taking out a pen.

"You can decide in a month whether you want to draw a hat for him." The little boy said solemnly: "Think twice before you act."

Zheng Qing shrugged and stuffed the pen back into his pocket.

Behind the desk, Zheng Qing saw two familiar faces.

Li Meng sat in the center of the first row with a slumped face. On her left was Liu Feifei, who had a big snake, and on her right was a girl with long black hair.

Liu Feifei was squinting her eyes and carefully reading a heavy book.

The girl with long black hair stood next to her and said something to Li Meng with a stern expression.

The sound of the classroom door opening attracted the little girl's attention.

When she saw the person clearly, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sister! That little guy is the number one freshman I told you!" Li Meng grabbed Hei Long's straight arm and shouted, "It's the little guy with the watermelon head!"

The classroom suddenly became quiet.

Everyone who was busy raised their heads and looked at the door.

Zheng Qing held back his smile and carefully took half a step to the side, revealing the figure of the little man behind him.

Xiao Xiao had a dark face and said nothing.

The girl with long black hair frowned, stretched out two fingers, and pinched Li Meng's ears.

"Polite!" She looked at the little girl sternly.

Li Meng pursed her lips, her face turned red, and there were tears in her eyes, but she said nothing.

Zheng Qing dragged Xiao Xiao and walked a few steps until he came to the girl.

"Hey, are college students crying?" He looked at Li Meng with a smile and teased.

"You're the one who's crying!" The little girl screamed fiercely, sniffling: "It's because it's windy outside!"

Zheng Qing turned his head and glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window on the right side of the classroom.

Several windows were tightly closed.

He quickly turned around.

"Who is this?" Zheng Qing pointedly looked at the long, straight black girl next to Li Meng.

"My cousin! The third freshman this year!" The little girl's attention was indeed diverted. She raised her head and looked at the boys with great pride.

Cousin Li Meng had an embarrassed smile on her face, and she pinched the little girl's ears again.

"My name is Jiang Yu." The girl blinked her bright eyes, flipped up her hair, and exposed a small section of her fair neck: "I heard Mengmeng said that you took good care of her on the special plane. It's really troublesome for you."

Li Meng pouted and said nothing.